School has been going on for a about 5 weeks, give or take a little. With these for weeks, I have no more time, but a lot more pressure. The weekends, I always thought, are my free time. But I don't think that opinion is a very valid statement anymore. I have homework up the wazzoo, church, and "family time." In this mix of all this crammed time, I have to fit in sleeping, eating, and going to the bathroom. My friends, from my church, always want me to go to the mall with them or hang out, but I rarely have time to see them at church let alone when I could be studying or writing blogs. Also, I have a babysitting gig with a family in my neighborhood, the parents going to the LSU football games or going out with some friends. I can't turn them down necessarily, one reason to that is it's rude and two, I get pretty good pay. So as this all piles up, I get absolutely no time during the weekend to enjoy self-time. Thank goodness my swim meets are spaced out quite far over this month and the next, but when there is a swim meet, I am there at 7:50 in the morning ready to sprint down the lane in the mildly cold water.
If you would like an example, two weekends ago, I was able to go home on Friday and get some homework finished and then get a bot of sleep, but the next day I had to wake up decently early for my sim meet that started at eight o'clock. Directly after that swim meet, I showered, got dressed, and packed my bag of homework for babysitting until about eleven. After doing my hair for the next day, I went to sleep. Getting only seven and a half hours of sleep, I woke up the next day for church. Heading into church I went to my youth group, then them service, and then out to eat with my family for lunch. After getting home at around one, I went straight upstairs to do what homework I could before going back out for some more time, if I even needed more time, with my youth group. After getting home at seven, I fished my homework and went to bed around ten-thirty.
I think this description of my weekend explains the pressure I have, and the lack of time I withhold within a crammed, short weekend.
I agree that we have no weekend. I wish it was three days instead of two! Our weekends sound about the same, except for the swim meets, and I feel the pressure too. I can only imagine what the rest of the year will be like!
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